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OCR Page 1 of 97DAPENE Striplaton
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Daphne inmediately started discussing Ger meating with Oswald,
saying thet she wes sume that use the most important thing to us
and that then I could ask her anything I wanted too, that she
was willing to cooporate in any way possible. She stated this
firmly over her nother's continual audible objections and
caterveulings
It was around 9:00 AM on a nummer morning, qui te warm and L'Daphne
was sitting on the steps reading a book of short stories by
Henry James and had reached the story "Aloer Of The Dead" when
she was joined by PATTY GLEASON, who, with her husband, had an
apartment in the same building. Daphne was very concious of
the time because she was waiting for the mail delivery and
a
check from her mother. She said the reason for Patty
remaining there was also the mail delivery and though it wasn't
spécifically mentioned Daphne was "sure she was waiting for a
cheok too. We both usually were in the same position, our
husbands were alike."
A red- sports car pulled to stop and a young man got out. Daphne
said, "I don't know that kind it was, but it wasn't an MG because
I like NGs." I asked her if she liked the looks of this car and
she said yes. I asked her if the top was down and she said, "If
it was it must have been dark, (meaning the top)" Obviously the
top was down because Daphne was sitting up on the steps and
looking down she saw the woman who was driving quite clearly.
Her first thought was why would a mother be bringing her son to
this place, because there was no hesitation their parts. She
described the woman as being in her forties, wearing sunglasses,
and her overall impression was dissapproval at the woman's
appearance, both in dress and in the way she wore her hair.
Daphne said she immediately thought, "Mother would call her
cheap." I asked her what made that thought pop into her mind
and she said, "It was her hair... it was grey silver. and it
BARBARA GLANCEY REID.
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